Nowhere to go to take our loving hearts cuz I know there's nothing here Nowhere to dance under the shooting…
Step out the car like blaow Bad bitch on my arm like wow I got money in the bank right…
Nothing to do to make your days worthwhile Everything is pointless Driving you to madness, I know You feel like…
You're the blood that's rushing through my veins Oh, I can feel yo pulse You're the sound that's keeping me…
(Whitney Houston) Verse 1 Friday night you and your boys went out to eat Then they hung out,but you came…
(Feat Skin) Though my eyes are smiling In my heart I'm crying Going crazy, going crazy, going crazy for you…